Immortals come on the moon

"Fatty man, what are you talking about?"

Meng Qi lit the candle again, and found that the fat man was no longer in the room, and said angrily, "It's really not easy for him to keep Jiuxuanfang open until now."

"Uncle Shen, let's smash their workshop."

Meng Qi is Meng Yujin's daughter and also Meng Yujin's apprentice. According to her seniority, she should be called Uncle Shen Yingxue. She is usually called by immortals and celestial beings, and only when she has something to ask for.

"It's better not to send us this news," Song Minhuan was very upset. No one wants to be cursed and die. Before leaving, he secretly put two talismans in the room.

"Don't believe what he said, I won't come to them next time."

Song Minhuan said so on the way, but when he was about to arrive at the inn, he secretly stuffed the life-saving talisman Shen Yingxue gave him into Zhuang Li's clothes.

"What is this?" Zhuang Li took the talisman over and saw the word "Shen" on it, showing no expression.

"The peace talisman given by the master, I will give you one, put it on your body carefully, and don't lose it."

Meng Qi glanced at it, and said bitterly: "This talisman is worth much more than top-grade spirit stones. Your senior brother treats you really well."

"Miss, you have much more good things than Xiao Zhuang,"

Song Minhuan knew that Meng Qi had taken a lot of treasures in the sect, and every time Meng Qi went away, her group of younger brothers would stuff all kinds of good things for her because they were worried about her.

"That's different. You gave it to me. If you give it to Xiao Zhuangzai, you won't give it to me. I'm also your senior sister. You're treating me differently."

Song Minhuan looked at Meng Qi's pitiful appearance, and wanted to laugh a little. He took out a few talismans from his storage bag, which were not as good as those given by Shen Yingxue, and more powerful than ordinary talismans, and stuffed them into Meng Qi's hands. .

"This is all I have."

Meng Qi accepted it, and patted Song Minhuan's shoulder with a smile, "It's not too bad."

Shen Yingxue at the side looked at this scene, and asked Song Minhuan through a voice transmission: "Why did you give the life-saving talisman to Zhuang Li? Are you afraid that if something happens to you, you will be the one?"

Song Minhuan thinks that Zhuang Li is more likely. After all, Zhuang Li is the hero, and he will face various crises and dangers on the way of growth. He is just cannon fodder, and no one should want his life.

Even if there is... Shen Yingxue is still there, he believes in Shen Yingxue.

Thinking so, he said it.

Song Minhuan: "I believe in Master."

Shen Yingxue looked at him for a while, and seemed to have a low smile, "Do you trust Master in everything?"

"It depends on what's going on." Song Minhuan didn't fall for his tricks, "I believe that even if there is a danger that I can't solve, Master will definitely be able to solve it."

The two of them have been transmitting sound, Meng Qi in the middle is still studying the spell given by Song Minhuan, Zhuang Li is staring at the spell in his palm and has not spoken.

"Why did you give it to me?" Zhuang Li also asked, his voice a bit muffled.

Song Minhuan thought that this kid was probably overwhelmed by emotion, so he grabbed Zhuang Li's shoulders, but unfortunately Zhuang Li was taller than him, so he had no choice but to pat Zhuang Li with a smile in his eyes.

"Why do you say? Because I am your senior brother. The duty of a senior brother is to take good care of your junior brother. Xiao Zhuang, I only have you as a junior brother. Of course, my senior brother loves you."

Meng Qi: Why does it sound like you are treating your son instead of your younger brother?

Zhuang Li tightened his grip on the talisman in his hand, he thought that was not the case.He has seen many brothers in the same sect vying for favor and seizing power, some calculating and using each other, and they don't take each other's life seriously at all.

He still wants to ask is it just because he is a junior?What if the younger brother is not him, but someone else?Will it do the same to others?Or is it just for him?

I thought so in my heart, but in the end I still didn't speak.

Zhuang Li put the talisman into his bosom, and heard the cheap senior brother next to him say again: "If you want to thank, you should thank Master. This was given to me by Master the day before."

He gave a soft "um", but had no intention of thanking Shen Yingxue.

Shen Yingxue didn't care either, except for a little bit of trust in his senior brother, the little apprentice always put up barbs on everyone.

On the way, they passed by a small wonton shop. Meng Qi wanted to eat the wontons from this store, so the four of them went there together and ordered four bowls of wontons.

"One bowl of chive and egg stuffing, two bowls of pork mushrooms, and one bowl of vegetarian yam."

They say they are wontons, but they are actually about the same size as dumplings. Shen Yingxue eats vegetarian ones, Meng Qi eats leeks and eggs, and he and Zhuangli eat mushrooms.

He ordered a bowl, and Zhuang Li asked for the same bowl.

There were many disciples who came to try something new like them in the store, sitting together in twos and threes, and the four of them found a seat near the corner.

"I don't know how the swords will be compared this year. I heard that someone went to Jiuxuan Pavilion to buy them. I'm afraid this year is not a direct competition."

The two disciples of Lan Huafeng next to them were talking in a low voice, not loudly, but they were so close that they could hear them.

"By the way, I heard something. Do you know Xu Wanqin from Haoyue Peak?"

"It seems that I have heard...he is the disciple of Elder Fengxin?"

"This kid is amazing. I heard that he came from a small village in Shuijing Country. At first, he didn't test any talent. He went to Haoyue Peak to ask swords every day, and he only slept for an hour a day. Guess what? What's the matter?"

The two disciples next to him whispered, "What happened afterwards?"

Song Minhuan heard it, and was also a little curious. She only sleeps for one hour a day, isn't it two hours?With this kind of perseverance, this person must not be underestimated.

Then he couldn't help but glanced at Zhuang Li, Zhuang Li was also a very hardworking person in the sect, but Zhuang Li was originally very tall.

"Later," the disciple lowered his voice, "he had never had a celestial appearance. After being exposed to wind and rain every day, he stayed in the Cangqiong Pavilion for three years. After that, he awakened the way of swordsmanship and became the outstanding celestial figure in Haoyue Peak. who was accepted as a disciple by Elder Fengxin..."

"The most interesting thing is that when he entered the sect as an apprentice, he was innately stupid at that time, and no elder was willing to accept him. He knelt outside the hall of Elder Fengxin for ten days, and Elder Fengxin didn't even look at it when he passed by. With a glance at him, it seemed that Elder Xuanji was passing by at that time, seeing him fainted, he took him away."

"At that time, this became an after-dinner conversation at Haoyue Peak. At that time, people often said: "Your painstaking efforts will pay off, and after three years of questioning in Cangqiong Pavilion, you will eventually become the first disciple of the elders of the third palace."

Song Min's heart moved slightly when he heard that, their wontons came up, with a layer of spicy peppers sprinkled on them, it smelled very delicious.

"Sleeping for an hour a day," Meng Qi said, "I can survive better than Xiao Zhuangzi."

"This should be regarded as a successful example of changing fate against the sky." Song Minhuan scooped up a wonton with a soup spoon and boasted, "It sounds amazing."

Zhuang Li rolled his eyelids, "Are you interested in him?"

There is indeed one point, but this kind of person is naturally very attractive to curiosity. To be able to crawl out of the mud must have paid a hundred times and a thousand times the effort that outsiders can't see.

Song Minhuan asked back, "You didn't?"

"No," Zhuang Li's breath became a little cold.

"There is no shortage of hardworking people anywhere," Shen Yingxue, "Sometimes you think you are working hard enough, but in fact you are far behind, but you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."

"It is better to work hard for one day than to work hard for a hundred days in vain."

Shen Yingxue is very eye-catching when eating, the yam is lining the bottom of the soup spoon, like a ball of snow melting on it.He noticed Song Minhuan's gaze, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Want this?"

Song Minhuan was stunned for a moment, before he could react, Shen Yingxue scooped one up with a soup spoon and put it into his bowl.

The round and round wontons were quickly mixed with other rounds, and Song Minhuan couldn't scoop them back up, so he said, "Thank you, Master."

He ate the wonton that Shen Yingxue gave him, and handed a spoon to him, and Zhuang Li also took one and put it in his bowl.

Song Minhuan: "..." It's not like he doesn't have enough food.

"Xiaozhuang, I have enough to eat, you don't need to give it to me."

After he finished speaking, Zhuang Li didn't reply to him, and sat opposite him drinking noodle soup.

Meng Qi ate a bowl on the sidelines and burped, smelling like chives.She waited for the three of them, and when the three of them finished eating, they went back to the inn together.

The four of them were all next to each other in the room, before going to bed, Shen Yingxue set up a formation outside the room of the three of them.

"When you hear the sound, send it to me immediately."

"The young master of the Shui family didn't come to trouble us." Meng Qi went to inquire, "He didn't come back in the afternoon."

"I heard that he is the young master of the direct line of the Shui family. He is the only young master in the family. He is pampered and lawless. What is his name... Shui Jiuqi."

Meng Qi said to the two of them: "I heard that the young master often offends people on weekdays. When I asked, those disciples were quite resentful. Presumably, he did a lot of troublesome things like this afternoon."

"It's just a coincidence for us," Song Minhuan said, "Be careful at night."

The three of them went back to their rooms, and before leaving, Song Minhuan told Zhuang Li again, "Xiao Zhuang, don't forget to bring the spell with you, if there is something wrong, send a sound transmission to Master immediately."

Why not send him a voice transmission, he has self-knowledge in his heart, he is far less reliable than Shen Yingxue.

Zhuang Li said "Yes", "If you are afraid, you can come and sleep with me."

"Of course I'm not afraid anymore," Song Min laughed happily, the two of them separated at the door of the room, and the door of the room closed with a sound.

Lying on the bed in the inn, Song Minhuan recalled that during this period of time, Zhuang Li's attitude towards him was much better now than before.This is a very good development, and it will continue like this... Slowly correct Zhuang Li.

Don't let Zhuang Li become a tree with a crooked neck, let him grow into a straight and juicy little white poplar.

Shen Yingxue will also get better and better, and will not encounter such a tragic ending.

Song Minhuan fell asleep just like that. He seemed to smell a strange fragrance before falling asleep. He frowned and quickly lost consciousness.

In the middle of the night, the incense sticks were scattered in the air, and a figure in black appeared in the room.If Song Minhuan woke up at this time, he would find that this person was the night flower girl he met on the first floor of the inn during the day.

The woman was wearing a black robe, most of her face was covered, only her lower jaw was exposed.Holding the dagger in her hand, with a cold light shining, she pointed it at the throat of the person on the bed.

She didn't make any sound when she was walking, and before she got close to the bed, a cold wind suddenly blew, her back stiffened, and she turned around in an instant.

I saw a figure on the edge of the sandalwood window at some point.

The visitor was dressed in a white robe with lotus pattern, with a gentle and handsome face, and a slender and tall figure.

When the man came in, the coercion instantly covered the entire room, making her unable to move for a moment.Her wrist was tense, holding the dagger, and a layer of cold sweat emerged from her back.

Only the part of the bed was not covered by coercion, as if he was afraid of disturbing the teenager sleeping on the bed.

Shen Yingxue was covered with icy moonlight, and her lowered eyes carried a hint of disdain.

"Are you going to leave by yourself, or wait for me to hand you over to the Shui family?"